[ He's quiet for what feels like a long time, his gaze searching those violet eyes. There was a section in that dossier regarding distinguishing marks and while he'd noted the odd pattern beneath the montage across your back when he'd trailed kisses across it the other night, it had never occured to him to think it was anything other than art.

He's rolling onto his side now, bringing his body flush up against your own, a hand coming around to smooth down your spine, right over that transmutation circle. ]

I'll be selfish just this once and confess that if it weren't for this, I'd've probably never met you.

[ He licks his lips before he adds: ] You're not a freak. [ He means that. Down to his very bones. ] You're one of the most generous, kind, incredible and beautiful people I've ever met.